detached
lonely, spaces
drifting, slurring, blaming
quietly turning a blind eye
divorce
By Sarah ©2017
Author’s note: This is my first attempt at a Cinquain poem.
Prompt: Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, #55 – quiet and space; and also Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Photo Challenge #185
This image evoked similar thoughts from me.. Love cinquains. Give the shadorma a shot as well. These short forms become addictive. Enjoyed.
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Thanks so much. I did enjoy the Cinquain. I’ve had a go at a couple of Shadorma but need to revisit. Thanks for stopping by 😊
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Ooh- quite dark. And good one, as usual.
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Thank you so much 😀
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You’re welcome!
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quietly turning a blind eye
divorce
This ends on a serious note, a point of no return it would appear!
Hank
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With divorce it usually is unfortunately 😞
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